Looking in the mirror after dressing, Dave wondered how his life changed so quickly. Just a year ago today he was looking in a dirty locker room mirror hyping himself upon before a game, like he used to. Little did he know last year that after that game he’d realize he was getting too old to keep up with the young soccer players of the game. He sighed and unbuttoned a few buttons on his shirt to admire his body while he still has it, not making the same mistake of taking his vigour for granted when he still had it an abundance of it. Lost in though, he finally came back when he noticed the sound of the second hand on the clock ticking. He quickly buttoned his shirt up and ran his hand through his hair to make it fall better before leaving the house.
At the yacht party Dave arrived wearing a red suit, and his date arriving with him was wearing a red backless dress. The dress might’ve been short and backless but it didn’t stop it from beeing elegent, at least not on her. Dave cautiously offered her a hand while boarding the yacht. He was a perfect gentleman, or at least was trying to be one for their first time out as a couple in public. It’s all very new to Dave as well, he has no idea what the public knowing about this would mean in the long run. “Do you know what to expect from this?” Dave asked his date nervously. He never did anything like this and wouldn’t know anything about this life, let alone dating in this life, and all of a sudden he was immediately in the dating pool of the rich and the famous, not knowing how to grasp it all. Of course, he himself was already rich and famous, but not he will continue being so, except he won’t be famous for a job he knows how to do well, like before, and that uncertainty and no acquired skilly yet is a big portion of what makes him nervous now.
@eunoia - Helen